Liam stands up, goes to the sink to wash his hands, and splashes some water on his face. He needs a moment to get himself together, too. His jaw hurts because he didn’t bite the submissive.

It’s an excessive reaction. Hopefully, it’s his designation’s response to just how uneven Daniel is, and will settle down once the boy has had a few orgasms and is past the worst of his drop.

Otherwise, Liam will have to go on suppressants.

5

“Can I check your glands?” Liam asks, after taking a long moment to get himself together.

Daniel nods once, staring down his own body with wide eyes. As if he’s afraid of himself. Liam steps closer and takes the sheet down. His cock is hard and large, oddly so for a submissive. There’s even a little bulge at the base, as if there should have been a knot. He doesn’t wax or shave but is natural like a Dominant would be.

That will change as soon as they get home.

His balls are exposed next, fat and dark in color, which is also a little unusual. It’s not impossible to have a submissive with such large sexual organs, but it’s quite frequent that a submissive is average or below average below the belt. Just another bizarre quirk of the experiments. Daniel’s stomach is all muscle—more than a six pack. He’s thinner than he should be, needs more padding on his large frame. He probably isn’t eating enough.

“Beautiful boy.”

Liam’s gaze returns to the boy’s cock, past the shaft, to the dripping head of his cock that’s still sluggishly leaking onto his stomach. It’s almost like a very weak orgasm or a prostate milking, how it seeps out of him with no contractions to give it distance. There’s a small puddle of come on his stomach.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright. This is good. Your body wants to get rid of the toxic buildup.”

The boy huffs, a small, ragged sound.

“Can you orgasm? Are you close?” Liam asks out of curiosity. He isn’t really expecting the answer to be yes, but there is something about Daniel’s behavior that makes him wonder.

“I’m… almost there,” he says, sounding ashamed.

Well. He tries not to let the surprise show on his face. “Good boy. I’m gonna touch your thigh, and then your glands. It’s okay if you need to come, and if you get too sensitive, we can take a break.”

“I’ll be good. I won’t stop you,” Daniel says, and Liam can’t make sense of his tone.

“Are you saying you won’t stop me, even if you don’t like it?”

He frowns. “No. I just… won’t… stop you.”

“Because you like it?”

“I—what about my father?”

“This is just us.”